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Here's one guy who won't be going anywhere tomorrow. Not anywhere he doesn't plan to, anyway.
Oh, except for this place.
He stops at the Door, rolling his eyes in a way that suggests he really isn't feeling very rapturous at all. Then stomps over to the Bar and growls for a bourbon.
It's not helping.
Oh, except for this place.
He stops at the Door, rolling his eyes in a way that suggests he really isn't feeling very rapturous at all. Then stomps over to the Bar and growls for a bourbon.
It's not helping.